TREES

BIRD FRIENDS

the followings are the first in a currently-evolving series of local pigeons i have known and loved;PIGEONS OF PARKDALE...

THE UNIVERSE AND ITS INHABITANTS

SMALL WORKS OF WORDS AND PAPER

BENJAMIN.2:the very least that we can do, as speakers of a language, that made a society, that makes situations, where children are synonyms for dis-order – for “claim” – is to allow for that seven-year-old-boy-girl-beauty-full to choose their own pronoun. because when society gets its certainty, we lose our revolutionaries. society gets its proof and we lose our light – our capacity to love more deeply, and – our actually different ways of seeing, of doing, and of be-ing in the world. all for a bit of insurance – or illusion – because, even the gaps in our language betray the forced manipulation of boy-girl-girl-boy-trans-gender-gender-queer-gay-straight-inter-sex-two-spirit-beauty-in-to “one” – in / to either / or. if i had been born a boy on the outside, i know i would love all my girl bits more. but try to explain how the body of a girl is more accurately containing a boy who likes pink, and at best – and at safest – the words that i meet sound a lot like “disorder”, like “claims”. so far, these are the words we have chosen. so far, this is what and whom we have lost. the least that we can do is to be braver. the most we can do, is to simply – profoundly – consistently – ensure that s( he ) – can – be.